I kept your name in my Journal and posted u in the Ledger of my Heart, U will b classified an asset bcos ur market value as a Friend never depreciates...
some thing can not be described... some moments can not be shared... some feelings can not be explained... some words can not be described... but... nothing can be hidden from a true friend
I admit i will never be the perfect friend. i will never be there always. i may not make u smile at times but there is one thing i admit i could do. to be the person i could be for u. .
Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend — or a meaningful day
